“Pfft-”

Andrius spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his face ashen.

The attack was too fierce. It was not something Andrius could endure. He struggled to stand up with the Argentum Qilin Spear, facing the figure wearing a devil mask.

It was none other than the Pontiff of the Sauro Church, St. Dmitri!

He looked at the severely injured Andrius with a cold smile, seemingly praising him but was actually full of disdain. “As expected of the Wolf King of Florence. Your reaction speed is first–class.

“Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, it’s useless no matter how fast your reaction speed is.

“What a shame. What a shame!”

emanating from him grew stronger,

He narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the masked expert

clearly sense the vast power hidden beneath the opponent’s chilling

was undoubtedly a Martial Saint expert. Furthermore, he was likely a mid-

was beyond Andrius‘ current

take Princess Katalina away from

as Andrius finished speaking, a sense

knew how powerful the masked

was reluctant. “Arctic Fox and I will stay

you’re the lynchpin of the Lycantroops. You can’t

an astonishing resolve when facing death, all for the sake of protecting

to escape.” Andrius frowned and snorted, “If you think of me as

those words, Noir and the Arctic Fox gritted

Spear

was filled with a disdainful expression. “No one can leave without my permission. You’ll all die

had been present when his son was crippled.

soon as he

Swoosh…

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